I lie awake
Beneath sweat soaked sheets
As a great grey owl
Watches me from the shadows
The keys jangle
As I scramble at the lock
To shut out
The common pest that wants to eat me
ornithophobia
Is about the only disease I
Am not medicated for and
Despite how much they tease me
I am still running for my life in that alley
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Fabergé eggs: A collection of poems by Alexander Hopper
PoesíaA collection of poems I wrote while I was at the lowest point of my life.
